Chapter 14

'' It's that her?'' 

'' She looks so different though. Who would have know that a haircut would change her like this.''  another voice snickered

'' She is still the same freak, don't worry.''

'' You are right. She didn't speak today either, just arrived, slammed her bag like a barbarian and fall  asleep on the spot.'' 

'' She looks more unkept than usual.''

Ah, how annoying    Danuja though opening her eyes lazily to stare out the window. 

It was a rather draining morning for her. Most of the drain and worry coming from Dad who still didn't walk closer to the front door, filling her with bitterness on the way to school and above all that bastard Ryota, her main and actually first and only suspect for those goons, was nowhere in sight.

It wasn't really a surprise being the first day and all but Danuja still had hopes that she could break his face as a welcome gift on the first day.

Shame  she though moving her head, not lifting it, towards the teacher that just entered the classroom, the once loud students around her finally quiet, Danuja herself getting ready to fall asleep

'' Students! A little attention please.'' the teacher, an old woman that should have retired long ago in Danuja opinion, said loudly  making her grumble  '' First of all, welcome back from winter vacation and I dearly hope that there won't be any problems or freak shows for that matter.'' she said looking pointily at Danuja pursing her lips at her hair and posture

'' Also, I want you all to be civilized and respectful towards your new classmate, a new student that was homeschooled.-'' the woman once again wrinkled her nose at that word before continuing  ''-Come in!'' she yelled

Well, isn't that interesting  Danuja though bored before shifting her head not interested anymore. Despite her wish of going to sleep for the next hours, the sound or more like the soundless steps that should have followed after the rattle of the door opening made her stop.

'' Introduce yourself already.''  the teacher snapped  '' My hour should have begin three minutes ago and I don't like delays.''

'' My name is Shishijima Kana. ''  a quiet voice said, and somehow the gentle tone made Danuja raise her head

In front of the class was a painfully tense girl with silver like hair and a pair of amethyst in place of her eyes. Smooth skin and gentle features, bitten lips and tight eyes looking ahead. Not a single eye contact or movement for that matter, head held high despite the slight tremble of her fingers, holding into her expensive skirt. The girl, Shishijima Kana, looked nothing like her namesake, moist eyes and all.

And somehow in Danuja eyes this girl was dangerous. Was dangerous in the way her steps were unheard while walking to her appointed desk, dangerous in the way she smiled despite her trembling and dangerous in the way her eyes stayed stubbornly ahead while listening to the quiet snicker of her new classmates.

There were other words to describe the girl but Danuja was never great with words, never good with communicating or getting along with someone. So even though Shishijima Kana could be described in other million words beside dangerous, Danuja didn't think of others.

It doesn't mean anything  Danuja though not minding the teacher droning, putting her head back on the desk, blinking slowly in a show of falling asleep  She doesn't change anything  she though shifting her head towards the window closing her eyes

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Danuja liked to consider herself lucky enough with her public school. Because despite the strict rules following the practice of closing the rooftop door, no one actually checked  the place if the door was closed and the sign of  'NOT ALLOWED'  there.

So every time she got the change, Danuja would sneak on the rooftop, climb the ladder towards a higher part of the roof right beside the antenna and fall asleep there.

'' Sick huh.''  she said to herself leaning down. Danuja just returned from her search with no results whatsoever beside finding out that Ryota won't show his face around the school for the next couple of weeks because of 'unknow injuries'.  '' There are still others like him.'' she consoled herself before tensing up when the rooftop door opened violently

Fuck  she cursed in her mind thinking of an excuse for the teacher when her body froze at the panicked gasping below her

Cautions, Danuja rolled on the ground till she could see below her, arching a surprised eyebrow at the sight of a silver haired girl leaning on the wall, trying to regulate her breathing, almost curling in herself right then and there.

Danuja rolled her body right back, not wanting to be seen, listening to the girl breathing more calmly. There was a loud, trembling sigh, the sound of a body slowly dropping on the floor and a strange tapping sound.

Danuja blinked, covering her eyes with her arm, trying to not move too suddenly least she startles the already scared girl. 

Both girls remained unmoved for minutes before much more under them, the bell for lunch break was heard and a sudden chilly wind made Danuja relax. She didn't even realize that she was sweaty. The golden eyed girl looked below her and upon seeing the new students curled up on the cold ground, shivering with the occasional sniffle she frowned.

In a split of a second Danuja jumped on the ground below her, a few meters away from the girl. She shifted awkwardly upon seeing the girl, Kana, freeze before she took off her jacked. An old, battered thing that looked horrible out of place on the girl expensive clothes.

'' It's cold.'' she said before turning around leaving Shishijima Kana, the student that arrived in the middle of the year petrified, face flaming red, heart beating too fast.

Dangerous  Danuja though

Kana curled her fingers around the soft, worn out jacket, holding it closer to her body. She licked her chapped lips still surprised before looking at the closed door, the black haired girl long gone. Shifting the cloth so it could engulf her shoulders and entire curled body, Kana let herself calm down, both from the scare and from the strange but kind girl she encountered.